Red Faucet

I am really am the shit but that ain't what I shoot
I don't chill ima iceberg on the move
Here to wreck and I reckon that is what I do
Selling work after school detention fucking up my groove
Couple dudes in my hood, on the run
We close when the cops come, we don't know no one
Send young bulls on store runs, keep the change
Couple dollars in they pockets keep 'em out them flames
I been to hell and back was round trip for z's
Know some never coming home, they young as me
OT at 15, in NYC
Getting lbs breaking those down to oz's
Zones, but I'm in my own and I ain't coming out
Stick used the poke out like her bottom lip when she pout
Smell me like some sauerkraut bitch I'm hot dog
Reason why she call for the private now like blocked calls
Crawl before you walk rolling since my stroller days
Run your mouth i am still type stroll your face

Both hands hold your cheeks this that oh shit
They tell me that they fuck with me I'm like no shit
You be authentic it is automatic you get love
But some roll they eyes behind my back when we hug

That hate really coming from a place of self hate
Hate that they always hungry and can't fill they plate
Hate them self for being stagnant not making it shake
Hate them self for wanting thick bitches more than cake

You not ready to die you don't deserve to be alive
I'm custom made for beef like my genes modified
I'm in my bag like mcdonalds wanna toy with I
Baddie with me she get nasty like cold fries
Cold killers never shiver with that heat in hand
Talking from experience because that's what I am
Produce like will i am this soul food black eyed peas
I stayed with a black eye tryna' fight to breath
Take advantage of this freedom make this shit my kingdom
Heads on a stick that's the only way I leave 'em
Gotta give this all I got because this all I got
Come through and snatch It i ain't waiting for a spot
Full parking lot park up in the handicap
You would understand that if you was born black
I don't make excuses, I go and make some movement
Those that almost made me doubt myself made me do this
Make the maid mad, leaving this in ruins
Mistakes I made are my teacher I'm the best student
Red faucet turned on you in hot water
Going hard it's like my whole life the fourth quarter
I'm here to kill 'em, and kill 'em is what I do best
Certified, ig, where my fucking check
She clutch her pearls every single time I'm walking by
In this spooky world you worried 'bout lil' I
White bulls shooting schools up that ain't me
I let my pistol go only on my enemy
Mobbin' like I'm straight from Italy but bull I'm from the burg
Where the wrong words will get you on a shirt
Best believe, guaranteed, like death and taxes
Feeling like the chinese chicken in the bag shit
Bitch want me like some duck sauce I be ducked off
Counting duck lips in some tommy draws like a boss



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Writer(s): Issiah Brabham-lawrence
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